City of Witches Chapter 176

“I think I get it now.”

“Get what?”

“The timing… when you feel like you should kiss.”

Thus began Sharon’s physical offensive.

Sharon, who had instantly wrapped her arms around Siwoo’s neck, clung to him like a sloth and pressed her lips against his.

A soft, cushiony sensation.

Sharon’s swaying breasts pressed against Siwoo’s chest, becoming disheveled, and with her eyes tightly shut, she slipped her tongue between his lips.

Arms tense with nervous strength.

Compared to the momentum of her first attempt at a kiss, this one was remarkably passive.

Sharon’s clumsy tongue movements merely gingerly prodded Siwoo’s tongue as if it were some monstrous creature, never actively tangling with it.

After a few cute kisses that just tapped the tip of Siwoo’s tongue and teeth, Sharon stopped.

And less than ten seconds later, Sharon hastily pulled her lips away.

It was the exact moment Siwoo fully realized what had happened and was stunned.

Sharon, who had initiated the kiss herself, now stared wide-eyed as if she were the one who had been ambushed with a kiss.

“Wow, I must be crazy… Ah… Ugh…”

Sharon’s sudden kiss seemed to be a momentary impulse; covering her mouth, she seemed at a loss, replaying the sensation of her first kiss.

The bittersweet barley scent she felt during the kiss, the prickly yet soft sensation of their tongue tips poking each other.

It was far more thrilling than what she’d seen in movies, and something made her head tingle.

And then Sharon realized she had kissed him without asking for any permission.

“........”

“Siwoo, you’re not… mad, are you?”

The certainty and impulse that ‘I want to press my lips against his right now’ was undeniable.

A strange feeling where her heart cried out, even though she couldn’t pinpoint its origin or what emotion triggered it.

What worried Sharon was that in this process, she hadn’t considered Siwoo’s feelings at all.

As expected, Siwoo was staring at Sharon with a dumbfounded expression.

But it was too late and the perfect level of intoxication to reverse the ignited heart of a young girl.

“Um… ah… I don’t know.”

Sharon completely turned her body around.

From facing Siwoo while kneeling and straddling his lap, she pulled his head closer.

And began kissing him again.

A kiss incomparably more intense than before.

She stuck out her tongue to explore his lips, then moved it around evenly as if tying a knot.

“Chuup… mm… mm…”

“Hueup… mm…”

Sharon, who had hesitated at first, tightly grabbed Siwoo’s hand and placed it on her chest.

Their tongues twisted and tangled.

As they sucked on each other’s lips and tongues, his hands caressed every part of her body.

So this is how lewd kissing is.

So this is how it feels to give everything away.

Sharon thought anew.

Meanwhile, Siwoo was utterly bewildered.

Sharon’s sudden ambush kiss.

It wasn’t just some innocent peck between a fresh couple.

It was a kind of foreplay where tongues invaded every corner of the mouth, drinking and swallowing each other’s saliva—the kind that, based on experience, could seamlessly lead to the next step.

In his left hand was Sharon’s wriggling waist.

In his right hand, Sharon’s overflowing breasts were kneaded this way and that under his touch.

And the firm nipple caught by his fingertips.

The nipple, standing stiffer than ever, asserting its presence, and Sharon’s roughened breath proved she was feeling sexual arousal.

“Haa… mm… Chuup…”

Sharon showed no sign of stopping.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she chased after Siwoo, who probably thought ‘this should be enough,’ and mixed her tongue even more fervently.

Thanks to that, she pressed her groin against Siwoo’s hardened lower body and instinctively began swaying her hips.

“Haa… ngh… mm… Chuuup… mm…”

Felt through the clothes.

The outline of genitalia, much thinner and more sensitive than other skin.

Against Siwoo’s cock, swollen as if about to burst, Sharon began rubbing, like a girl masturbating by grinding her groin against a pillow.

“Nghkut… hng… uung…”

It feels good.

Following her body’s lead, she enthusiastically rubs his most precious place against her most secret place.

Her lower abdomen tingles, and the sweet sighs escaping her vocal cords give a feeling of her chest swelling uncontrollably.

“Puhah…”

Sharon pulled her lips away because she could no longer replenish the oxygen lacking from excitement while kissing.

Was it because of the air conditioner’s cold breeze?

Or was it because of Siwoo’s gaze, looking at her as if startled?

Sharon felt the hot desire that had swelled up like foam deflate and sink down.

“S-s-s-sorry!”

Feeling the alcohol completely wear off, Sharon pulled back the hips that had been straddling Siwoo.

Embarrassment and Simultaneity, a sense of crisis from having crossed a line on her own, blared like a siren in Sharon’s hazy mind.

This wasn’t it.

I didn’t mean to go this far.

It felt like my rationality vanished the moment our lips met.

“Um, kissing suddenly… you must have been really surprised, right?”

How could he not be surprised?

She kissed him at a timing with absolutely no context.

Siwoo was bewildered, but since he didn’t feel unpleasant at all, he soothed Sharon.

He figured she must have acted impulsively due to being drunk.

“No, it’s fine. Are you okay?”

As if suddenly feeling shy, Sharon, still sitting on Siwoo’s lap, quickly covered her chest.

Her face is as red as a strawberry, as if belatedly realizing what she had done.

“No… it’s just that I suddenly wanted to kiss… so I did. T-this sounds like some kind of excuse…”

“Seeing it, I think I can kinda understand.”

“But seeing it, I’m worried about what you might think, and also it just feels like… I got worked up all by myself… Sorry.”

Sharon, acting very shy.

He thought there was no need to apologize over two grown adults kissing.

Frankly, that kiss was no different from a reward for Siwoo.

He was so engrossed, even feeling privately regretful that it ended midway, and he was falling for Sharon.

“I’m really fine. I wasn’t upset or anything.”

“Still… I feel like I was too reckless…”

Sharon avoids eye contact as if feeling ashamed and repeats her apology.

Sharon had her own thoughts on the matter.

Based on what she’d seen in romance movies so far, kissing or anything beyond is an act between people in a ‘special relationship.’An act not simply permitted between a man and a woman, but shared between lovers who share something more precious.

Yet, in the end, she had gone ahead and kissed Siwoo on her own whim, without even considering his intentions.

No matter how much it stemmed from inexperience, it was to satisfy her own desire.

"I've only been receiving from you until now... and I went ahead and acted on my own again this time too."

And from Sharon's following words, Siwoo could roughly guess what she was thinking.

"Actually... I want to kiss you more too, and do more... the things that come after, too."

But she thinks she shouldn't.

At least not until they can be in an equal relationship where they can give and receive something from each other.

Only then, she feels, could she confidently utter the word 'lovers'.

"But it seems it's not yet... I'm not in a position to be completely equal with you, am I?"

This was a way of thinking born from Sharon's purity meeting 'I learned about love from romance movies.'

"Uh... well, I get what you're saying, for now."

"But still, isn't it painful for you to end it like this?"

"Huh?"

Sharon's hand slid over and rested on Siwoo's crotch.

She could feel Siwoo's thick, fully erect member bulging beneath it.

Well, it was only natural since Siwoo was wearing thin cotton pants as his indoor wear.

"....Hic!"

Siwoo's member twitched at the sudden touch, and Sharon let out a startled scream, surprised by her own action.

Sharon, looking embarrassed that such a loud sound came from her own mouth, gave an awkward smile and continued.

"A-anyway, that... while looking for something I could do for you too... I looked into various things..."

"Ah, that breast... stuff?"

"Yeah, while looking into things like that, I found out..."

So that's where Sharon's sudden 'When you're having a hard time, feel my breasts!' suggestion came from.

It was a suggestion completely out of character with her usual image and way of thinking.

Realizing it was ultimately from the internet cleared up some of the mystery.

"They say it's natural for it to get this big when kissing, and you even let me touch your breasts... so... se-sex might be a bit much... but I think I can at least do something to make you a bit more comfortable."

Siwoo was a bit dumbfounded.

He didn't quite grasp what Sharon was saying.

"If you're okay with it... l-like this..."

Sharon's hand, like a snake, carefully slipped inside Siwoo's pants and into his underwear.

Siwoo's cock, fully erect and hotter than her already warm palm.

Sharon flinched at Siwoo's member, which was much hotter and more pulsating than she expected, but carefully wrapped her hand around it.

And based on the adult media she had secretly watched, she slowly began to move.

"If I make you comfortable and feel good like this... wouldn't I be able to repay my debt to you, even just a little?"

The combination of Sharon's desire to give something to Siwoo and her internet knowledge successfully created a situation that seemed like it belonged in a teenage boy's fantasy.

"If you're okay with it, I'll... um... do it for you from now on. But I hope you don't misunderstand. If it were anyone else, I would never, ever do this."

In truth, Sharon also knows how vulgar the idea of 'repaying Siwoo's kindness with her body' is.

In a way, isn't it not much different from a prostitute?

She's also afraid Siwoo might look at her with such eyes.

But more than that, she wanted to do something for Siwoo.

Just as she gave him her first kiss, she wanted to give him her first experience, and other things too.

It's not simply born from calculation.

Sharon was also drawn to Siwoo as a precious friend, or perhaps as something more.

"So... could you not feel too burdened and just use me?"

Sharon's voice, firmly gripping and moving Siwoo's cock, was much sweeter and stickier than usual.

Enough to make him want to pounce on her right then and there.

Moreover, the feeling of her hand moving subtly inside Siwoo's underwear.

His head spun, and he felt his desire swelling.

"Sharon."

But Siwoo carefully grabbed Sharon's wrist and tried to pull it away.

Well, up until then, he had felt it was somewhat okay, but he started to think this wasn't right.

It's not that Siwoo dislikes doing various things with a woman as beautiful in body and mind as Sharon.

It's just that Sharon's actions were triggered by a sense of indebtedness, and also the fact that she was drunk bothered him.

"I don't think you need to force yourself. This isn't what I intended... I don't want to forcibly receive anything from you."

"I'm not forcing myself!"

"Besides, you're drunk."

"I'm not doing this because I'm drunk!"

But Sharon absolutely would not let go of Siwoo's member.

Holding it firmly, she looked at Siwoo with earnest eyes.

"We can decide after trying it once. Really, I'm really okay with it?"

"That's not the problem..."

"Do you think you'd dislike it if I did it for you?"

"That's not exactly it either, but the situation is really..."

If she had been openly wanting sex like Yebin did, it might have been different.

But whether Siwoo thought so or not, Sharon seemed to view Siwoo's kindness as a 'debt.'

Considering her usual behavior, it bothered him that Sharon was trying to repay it using every means possible.

"I'm doing this to put my own mind at ease, so you don't need to feel burdened. Okay?"

Sharon looked at Siwoo with moist eyes.

"So I'll, I'll make you c-come..."

Siwoo could no longer refuse.

How could he refuse this?

Author's Note (Afterword)

I was planning to have fun today, but ㅜ

I guess I'll have to write happily.